that Quen seated at the bar?” Jen mumbled out of the side of her mouth.
“Where?”
My palms became sweaty and my stomach began to rumble. All on account of hunger of course. The walls around me wavered, changing from Flamingo pink to floral.
“Think the woman seated next to him is a date?”
Now why did she have to say that? Quen on a date was bound to upset me. I’d want to poison the witch.
I kept my face blank, tossed a glance in the direction of the bar, and damn near flew out of my seat.
Sheena, the “ho,” was sitting next to my man.
Not for long. I was on my way over.
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